Tansy's Titan: Cosmos' Gateway Book 3 (17 page)

Mak froze. “You do not have to do this,” he said quietly. The flames in his dark, silver eyes burned with cold anger. “I can move faster than they can see, especially at night. I can see better at night, as well. I will find them and eliminate the threat. We will all go to the transport Cosmos sent together.”

“No,” Tansy said softly shaking her head as she continued to back up. “This needs to end. My identity has been compromised. They know who I am. They will keep searching for me until they find me. In the meantime, they will use my family and friends as a weapon against me. I’ve sent the information I stole to multiple people, including my handler. It's time to end this. Go home, Mak. You should never have come in the first place,” she said quietly before she turned toward the door and moved rapidly in an effort to get through it before she had to follow through with her threat to shoot him.

Mak sprinted after her the moment she turned, determined to stop her foolhardy plan. He refused to let anyone harm her. She did not understand either way would be death to both of them now. He had claimed her as his. She bore his mark. She belonged to him and he would do anything to keep her safe.

He caught her just as she was about to pull the door to the bar open. Catching her arm as it swung around, he wrapped one hand around her wrist and applied pressure while his other hand moved up to her exposed throat. He did not give her a chance to argue. He gripped her throat and applied pressure there as well. He saw her eyes widen in comprehension right before they rolled back in her head as she collapsed unconscious in his arms.

Chapter 15

Tansy groaned silently as she slowly came to. Her head ached and her throat felt swollen and bruised. The constant fatigue still gripped her but at least she wasn’t cold. She struggled to make her foggy brain analyze the sounds around her. She could feel a strange vibration underneath her, she was lying down, her head was on a soft pillow and her feet were…

Tansy’s eyes popped open at the same time as a curse burst from her lips. She was going to castrate a huge ass alien male! She was going to… All thought deserted her as said big ass alien male began massaging her foot in his big ass calloused hands. The curse turned into a moan of pure pleasure.

“I’m working really hard at being mad at you right now,” she said huskily.

“I am working very hard right now at changing your mind about castrating me,” Mak responded with a small smile as he continued to massaging the arch of her left foot.

“You are doing a good job,” she said honestly. Another soft moan escaped her as he applied just a touch more pressure. “So, do you often strangle the women you are with or was I just a special case?” She asked in a husky voice.

“You left me little choice. I could tell you meant it when you said you would shoot me,” Mak chuckled. “I was not looking forward to that. It was much easier to render you unconscious until I could safely remove you.”

She turned her head and looked at the luxurious interior of the jet. “What happened while I was out?” She asked.

Mak leaned back, picking up her other foot. “I went out the back door. The barkeeper turned off all the lights around the bar. Even with the item you call night vision goggles they were not able to keep up with me. I took out the three men who were waiting outside in a matter of minutes. Natasha and Helene borrowed a vehicle from the barkeeper’s son not trusting their transport might have been compromised. We drove to Bykovo where Cosmos had this transport ready,” Mak explained as he worked his way up to her calf.

“How did they know where we were? The men who were there?” She asked as she felt her muscles turning to mush under his expert touch. “They were waiting for us.”

“Helene’s communication device was compromised,” Mak said with a grimace. “She was very upset about it. That is why she had the old male called Sacha and the barkeeper there to help us until they arrived. They were detained when their vehicle exploded as they approached it outside their headquarters. Natasha was wounded and needed medical attention.”

Tansy tried to sit up in concern but Mak pushed her back. “How bad was it? Why in the hell didn’t they just disappear? Where are they now?”

“We are here,” Natasha said coming from the front of the jet. “It was not that bad. I was more upset that Helene’s car that she loved so much was destroyed. She had her favorite stuff animal hanging from the mirror.”

“You should have taken off and disappeared for a while,” Tansy bit out with a worried frown.

“We have disappeared. Everyone thinks we are dead except for our family which we notified through a secured line. They knew this might occur. Cosmos set up extra security for my parents and brothers. We are used to living our lives like this since my mother and brothers were kidnapped,” Natasha said setting a tray of food down on a low table bolted to the floor. “You need to eat. We have a long trip ahead of us. We will be traveling to England, then France before making the journey across to the States.”

Tansy reluctantly pulled her feet off of Mak’s lap and sat up. She rubbed her hand over her throat and scowled at Mak before taking the offered cup of coffee from Natasha. She took a sip of the coffee before setting it down and turning to look at him.

“You were in my head again,” she mumbled out. “I told you to stay out of it.”

“I could no more stay out of your head than you can stay out of mine. Besides, the image of what you want
ed to do to me before you open
your eyes was very vivid. It would have been difficult for me to ignore it,” Mak said picking up the plate Natasha had uncovered and placing it in Tansy’s hands.

“What was she thinking?” Natasha asked curiously.

“Only that I was going to castrate him for knocking me out,” Tansy mumbled again but this time it was because her mouth was full of food. “You ever do that again and I won’t just be thinking it,” she added pointing her fork at him.

Natasha stood up with a wince and chuckled. “I think I will leave you to each other. You are well suited. Both hot-headed and dangerous,” Natasha added as she smiled down at Tansy who was eating like it was the first meal she had eaten in a year. “I am glad he is on our side.”

*.*.*

The trip took almost seventy-two hours. Cosmos, or more than likely RITA, had smoothed the paper path for them. A complete packet of documents including passports, money, and all government required identification were on board the jet when they arrived. Tansy was now the arm-candy to Mak’s elusive Ukranian millionaire businessman. Natasha and Helene were his secretary and personal assistant according to the documents. The deception was sealed by the time they reached Paris with a bogus corporation and history established.

Tansy had never thought before about all the money Cosmos had as he never acted like it was a big deal. But for him to be able to do the things he did in such a short time showed he was more than just an absent-minded scientist. Cosmos had a full team of experts meet them at Charles de Gualle airport in Paris where they were transferred to a Boeing 757 with a full staff. In addition, his most trusted security team was aboard. They included a wide variety of expertise. A tailor and team of seamstresses measured all of them before they even took off before disappearing until about two hours ago when they brought in the dress, as well as, several suitcases full of other items. She, Mak, Helene and Natasha met with the security team made up of ex-CIA, marines, and mercenaries. They had hashed through several plans before deciding because of Mak’s size, and the impossible task of making him blend in completely, they would use his size to play down Tansy. None of them said a word about the fact they couldn’t understand a word he said, or his burning silver eyes, or anything else. Either they were used to the unusual or Cosmos had given them just enough information to distract them from the truth.

Tansy brushed a piece of imaginary lint from the emerald green silk dress she was wearing. She smoothed a strand of her dark red hair back under the blonde wig she was wearing and looked in the mirror one last time to make sure her lipstick looked right. She looked the part of being someone’s arm candy with her full curves shown off by the low cut front. The rest of the dress hugged her figure showing off the hour-glass shape.

Thank goodness for double-sided tape,
she thought as she leaned forward a little to check her mascara.

They would be landing in another hour in Washington, D. C. Cosmos had set up a room for them in one of the most exclusive hotels with Natasha and Helene. He wanted to make sure they were visible and invisible at the same time.

She had just finished adding a touch more mascara when the door opened behind her and Mak stepped into the bedroom. Tansy’s breath caught in her throat as he quietly shut the door behind him and locked it. He looked astonishing in the perfectly fitted suit Cosmos had tailored for him.

Mak’s eyes locked on Tansy. He released the fists he had clenched when he walked into the room and saw her. He gave up fighting the need to keep distance between them. He had been hard as a stone since he first saw her image and the feeling had only grown stronger the more time he spent with her. He needed to feel her, hold her, love her to help calm the storm building inside him at the thought her being in the center of danger. They had little time to be alone since he found her and he was impatient to take her from this world so he could have her all to himself. He didn’t care how selfish that made him seem. He had never cared what anyone else thought, well, except for maybe his parents, brothers, and sister.

“Mak,” Tansy started to straighten from where she was bent over the dresser in the elegantly decorated room.

“No!” Mak’s voice came out sharper than he expected. “No, stay like that,” he said in a quieter voice.

Tansy watched his reflection in the mirror. His face looked
strained
as if he was having a difficult time controlling his emotions. Her eyes lifted to his and she stared, mesmerized by the heat burning deep inside. A shiver of desire coursed through her and she knew she was about to be well and truly taken. Her womb clenched at the thought and she could feel the dampness between her legs as her body responded to his.

“Mak, you shouldn’t… I don’t… you can’t…,” she tried to speak, tried to convey that this was a huge mistake.

“It is too late,
je talli
,” Mak said quietly as he came up behind her. “It was too late the moment I first laid eyes on your image. I knew you were mine.”

Tansy’s eyes burned with unshed tears.
I can’t face losing you too. I need to know you are safe somewhere out there.
Tansy didn’t realize she had voiced her deepest fears.

We are one, je talli. Forever our souls are bound as one. It is the way of my people, our people. I can never leave you, Tansy je talli,
Mak voice whispered across her mind.

*.*.*

Mak walked slowly toward her until he stood behind her. He refused to release her gaze as he watched her in the mirror. The sight caused a sharp shaft of pain to slide through him as need pulsed in his blood, calling for him to take her as the Prime warriors of old took their mates when they raided long a
g
o.

He gripped her hips between his large hands, rubbing his hands over them through the fabric of her dress. He pulled her back until she was pressed against his swollen cock. He wanted her to know his need, his desire. The women of his world would have shrunk in fear at a males’ strong desire but not this tiny human female. She met him head-on, fearless with her own need. The women of his world seldom, in his experience, enjoyed the act of copulation but not this delicate human female. She took from him and gave even more in return. It was believed over time the Prime male evolved to produce the chemical needed to arouse the female. But one look from this delectable human female and he was about to go up in flames without ever having to sink his teeth into her.

Mak had wanted to talk to her privately before they landed. He knew she believed she could send him back to his world alone. He knew she planned on going after the men who were chasing her alone. He also knew he would never let that happen.

All thoughts about arguing with her; bullying her if necessary, flew out of his mind when he walked in and saw how beautiful she looked. He wanted to rip the blonde wig she was wearing off her head so her beautiful red hair would flow down her back the way it had when they had come together before. He yearned to wrap her dark red strands in his hands while he took her over and over. His eyes slid down her figure where the dress clung to her body. The look in her eyes when she first saw him sent waves of molten desire through his veins. She could deny it all she wanted to but she felt as deeply for him as he did for her.

His need for her surged to a painful level when he heard her breathing become erratic and a soft moan escaped her sweet lips. He had to touch her, take her, claim her as his own before they landed. He had not said the words binding them together as bond mates but he would now. Nothing would ever separate them.

He slowly released her hips so he could undo the button and zipper on his pants, pushing them down until his straining cock was freed. Pushing gently against her back, he forced her to lean forward over the front of the dresser. He gripped the silky material of her dress, gathering the material in his hands before pulling it up over her hips.

Mak ran his calloused fingers along the smooth, soft skin of her ass until they stopped on the sides of the lacy undergarment she called panties. His eyes rose so he could look deeply into her dark green ones. He smiled wickedly at her.